Chapter 483: Drawing swords to help those who are in trouble (10)

The rest of the Hengshan sect agreed that Pan Yulong was to blame himself, and only Ling'er, who was snickering secretly on the side, knew what was going on.

Meng Danjing stood up slowly with Pan Yulong's help, and raised her head to look at Pan Yulong lovingly.

Although Pan Yulong's appearance is not as handsome and charming as Qi Yang's, he is still quite outstanding compared with the rough guys from Longshan Village around Meng Danjing. Compared with Qi Yang, who was cold-faced and indifferent to others, Meng Danjing felt that the enthusiastic knight in front of her who had saved her was more suitable for her.

Pan Yulong met the eyes of Meng Danjing with a thought. Meng Danjing was quite pretty, but he, Pan Yulong, didn't like such a frail woman very much. But everyone has vanity. If a woman likes him, whether it is in the eyes of others or in his own heart, what a wonderful thing it is! Therefore, Pan Yulong did not explain the insignificant "favor", nor did he reject other people's affection. Instead, he took great advantage of his "special treatment".

Seeing Pan Yulong's embarrassing situation being forcefully entangled with the woman in front of him, it suddenly turned into a magical painting style of "the man is affectionate and the concubine is interested", Liu Kun was also as surprised as the other brothers. However, he quickly guessed Pan Yulong's thoughts and did not pursue it further. Instead, he went straight to the point and asked what he had been curious about for a long time: "Miss Meng, I don't know how you could go out alone in this snowy day, and then You're exhausted and passed out on the roadside?"

Perhaps thinking of the sad things in her family again, Meng Danjing cried bitterly again.

Pan Yulong felt a little distressed when he saw it, and quickly whispered a few words of comfort in Meng Danjing's ear, and Meng Danjing gradually stopped crying.

Ling'er couldn't help but sigh when he saw it, look at that pear blossom with rain, I feel pity for him, Senior Brother Pan's hundred steelmaking has finally turned into softness around his fingers. It seems that the only person who "doesn't understand the style" is her brother Yang.

"Don't be sad, Miss Meng! If you have any difficulties, just say it! We will never sit idly by and ignore injustice!" Liu Kun spoke again.

Meng Danjing nodded and talked about her experience with tears: "My family lives in Longshan Village at the foot of Fenglong Mountain. One day, an outsider suddenly came to the village. He claimed to be a priest and won the trust of several wealthy families in the village. Then he took advantage of the ignorance of the people and made clever excuses from time to time to steal our silver and food. After a few times, most of us were completely destitute and too poor to open the pot."

"In the name of sacrifice again!" Liu Kun said angrily. He often encountered such injustices when he went down the mountain to do business, so he knew very well the dire straits that those people who had their money taken away were in!

"Dan Jing, don't worry! We will definitely find a way to eradicate this kind of scum for you!" Pan Yulong said indignantly.

"Really? Please do this! In order to prepare for today's sacrifice, many families in the village were forced to sell their sons and daughters!" I thought that some of my best friends might not be able to escape this time and be sold to wealthy families. Meng Danjing was heartbroken at the misfortune of being a slave and a maid, and even being sold to a brothel and turned into a prostitute.

Qi Yang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Today's sacrifice? Isn't it the wax festival?"

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